Black Money Boys Deathrow, fuck nigga I don't know why these niggas tryna be like me Bein' a nigga like me ain't easy. Shit hard, hard, real hard (Loko) Yeah, big dog, yeah yeah Me I like flexin', like flossin' You too much concerned with the lies and the flodgin' Lebanese bitch and she bossin' Ain't too picky, like 'em lightskin or darkskin Hol' up stop the track Gimme 15 minutes, 'bout to break her back I came in for all the racks They set this bitch up, we gon' send it right back I get it all face, no mask Since when you niggas tough? Y'all make me laugh I secured all the bags Could never fit the fonk Lightskin got a black These niggas goin' out sad You couldn't call my bluff You [?] showed you where it's at I slide through and beez the trap Beat-beat-beat, beat it up then spazz Yea hold on give me 10 more minutes to beat her back in I'm finna go Lizzo, show my ass 'fore the track end I put it in the front end before I go get the back end She said she wanna fuck in the Bentley she need subtraction Whole pint of Tris, I just spiked it with acid Bet she gon' suck on that dick 'til it's flaccid She pulled up and got split in half like a fraction I'm Mr. 0-to-100, I'm [?] 430 Deathless, make her do magic No Hunger Games we all eat in my faction I bust all the bells down, FN made of plastic Your bitch at my house waitin' right now I had it (Yeah) I feel ecstasy enter me Walk 'round the house and I speak to the entities Promethazine codeine so plush call it Trisamine Came to the Bird house for lunch, ate her like sesame Fee-fi-fo attack Can't no fuck nigga hold me back Pour into my soda, black Count it all up control the racks Nigga can't hold me back Count it all up, control the racks Nigga can't hold me back Count it all up, control the racks Yeah nigga bantam weight, Rousey How the fuck you doubt me? I'm takin' off her blousey Next come the trouseys Own all my maters, bitch Steve Stoute I ain't with all the banter Get the fuck from 'round me Teardrops fallin' right from ya momma eyes These niggas cat but don't got 9 lives Pew, pew, pew, 1 shot make 'em cry Teardrop Gang, to you, from I Ay-ay-ay-ay, [?] Next to the Phantom, while I play piano Your album was ass, Anthony Fantano Couldn't hold a candle, on wax like this mantle I'm way in the islands, took yo bitch to Sandles Fucked her like a mermaid, turned into Atlantis Fee-fi-fo attack Can't no fuck nigga hold me back Pour into my soda, black Count it all up control the racks Nigga can't hold me back Count it all up, control the racks Nigga can't hold me back Count it all up, control the racks